[Quick Transmigration] Anyway, the protagonist is quite cold

When Weisheng Jiamu woke up, he found that he was no longer in the dormitory, but in a cramped and narrow room.

This place seems to be a small shop. There are all kinds of goods on the treasure cabinet behind the counter, but I can't see what it is.He pushed the door, saw that it could not be pushed open, and it was not easy to kick it open directly. He said sorry in his heart, and opened the window paper. He looked at it by the moonlight and was surprised: those goods turned out to be yellow, white and green. Porcelain wares, each in the shape of cattle, horses, pigs and sheep, bottles, pots and bowls-this place turned out to be a murderous shop.

Although he doesn't believe in ghosts and gods, but when he wakes up he is in a haunted place, which still makes people feel chills down their backs.

At this time, he suddenly heard a voice, lazily: "Hey, are you finally awake?"

Weisheng Jiamu immediately looked around vigilantly after hearing the words: "Who is here?"

The voice said, "Don't look for me, you won't find me—I'm in your body!"

Weisheng Jiamu heard that his voice was obviously young, but he talked like this without beginning and end, and couldn't help sneering: "I never believe in ghosts and gods, why are you here playing tricks on ghosts, sneaking around, and doing what such a bastard did."

Unexpectedly, the man himself was also quite unhappy: "What the hell are you doing! In your body, you treat me as willing! I am here to help you, do you know?"

Although Weisheng Jiamu didn't understand what "Lao Tzu" meant, he probably guessed that it was a self-proclaimed name, and when he heard him, he exploded, and judged that he was an impetuous and restless person, so he decided to provoke him, and immediately let out a cold snort Pulling out his sword, he said: "The rat hides its head and shows its tail, since it is said to be in my body, why don't I cut off my own arm to see if it's true or not!"

Sure enough, "Young hero, no, hero of Weisheng, don't get excited!"

——The voice immediately softened, and he hurriedly said: "Do you know that two years later, on the day of your 20th year-old coronation ceremony, your whole family will be slaughtered by the big devil Chu Song, and only your life will be spared? I'm here to help You saved your family!"

When Weisheng Jiamu heard him talk about the "20-year-old coronation ceremony", his body froze suddenly and he didn't speak.

The voice thought that he was still unable to digest the facts, so Rory said a lot, "Young man, do you know the saying that time is like a river? That is to say-you are now in a certain point of the river. , assuming you are in the upstream now, then I came upstream from the downstream—do you understand? I know what will happen in your future, that is, in my past... Oh, I should also be on the same side The system held by the Killing God is a golden finger that people can't even ask for; but, you are lucky, I was demoted... er, I was sent to do the task here, so I am very merciful. How about helping you, are you moved or not?"

The moonlight was very dim tonight, and the night was gloomy. Weisheng Jiamu's face was immersed in most of the shadows, and he asked him in a hoarse voice tremblingly, "Do you know my name and what happened to me?"

The voice was really complacent, "Of course I know! The leader of the famous martial arts sect in the Jianghu sect was born to eradicate the treacherous and maintain the overall situation in the Jianghu. The result is all because of the fall of Chu Song from the demon sect, which caused your family... Uh, let me tell you about this." Will you be sad?"

He seemed to react suddenly, and shouted in surprise: "What happened?" He emphasized the sound of "了"—"Wait, wait, wait, how old are you now?"

Weisheng Jiamu smiled wryly, "I'm thirty this year—it's been ten years since my Weisheng clan was wiped out. Now I'm aliased as He Fang, and I'm a saint who can't show his face, just trying to make a living.”

The voice seemed to scream, and kept muttering, "What should I do? I got the wrong time... Calm down Ji Yanjian, your IQ and your name are so unique! There must be a way. !"

Suddenly he shouted: "Yes!"

Weisheng Jiamu frowned slightly when he was shocked by his loud voice, but the calmness he learned from walking in Da Nei made him say: "This...Your Excellency Ji, please calm down for a while—how about explaining the 'system' to me first?" What is Goldfinger, and how?"

Ji Yanjian tried his best to explain this clearly to an ancient man in this way, and then explained his plan: "According to my investigation, that Chu Songluo was bullied even more when he was a child, and it was only when he grew up that he became that murderous and unblinking The newspaper office is virtuous! Our action plan is to travel back to his childhood and use love to influence and heal this future big devil!"

"...?"

Ji Yanjian seemed to feel a trace of contempt from the silent air of Weisheng Jiamu, coughed awkwardly, and said with a lack of confidence, "Don't be like this...even if you are now, you still have to influence the big devil —Young hero, think about it, which one is better to deal with, the big devil or the little devil?"

"... Isn't it easier and quicker to kill him?"

Weisheng Jiamu clenched the hilt of his sword tightly.

"Don't tell me, young man!" Ji Yanjian said, "It's not good to fight too much. The purpose of my system is to add love to the world... Uh, wait for me to read my manual... Well, every time a devil is influenced, it is equivalent to indirectly preventing the formation of a demon cult! Every time a devil is influenced, how many lives are saved! Every time a devil is influenced—”

Weisheng Jiamu interrupted him, "Is this the only way... to save my parents and brothers?"

Ji Yanjian replied: "Of course, but because you have returned to the time when you were not born, the difficulties you will encounter include: "First, there is no ID card—that is, there is no public inspection; The birth clan disappears in time, that is, after returning to the past, another "micro-born Jiamu" will not be born again; thirdly, directly spreading the power of the Holy Father to the devil will surely make death easier! "

Weisheng Jiamu pondered for a moment, then suddenly sighed melancholy and smiled sadly.

"I never thought I would have this day!"

He nodded again and said, "Your Excellency Ji, I agree."

Ji Yanjian asked him suspiciously: "Don't you want to kill the little devil quietly? When the little devil dies, you will die immediately. Use your life to continue his life. When the time comes, not only you It's gone, your whole family still wants that..."

Weisheng Jiamu nodded and said, "Of course not——Your Excellency Ji can see me?"

Ji Yanjian said: "You don't want to be a jerk or a duck, I am ranked No.19 in the Holy Father system, just call me Ji Nineteen! - I am in your body, of course I can't see you, could it be you Still don't believe me?"

Weisheng Jiamu shook his head slightly, "No."

Thinking that he was about to leave "now", he simply kicked open the door regardless, drew out the awe-inspiring silver long sword, and let Ji Yanjian look at the sword through his own eyes under the somewhat dim moonlight.

There was originally a cold and silent face on the cold blade, but when he stretched his brows and eyes, he suddenly showed a gentle smile of Mr. Pian Pianjia, which was very romantic, and in addition to the fact that he had been trained by time all these years. Grinding, there is a unique charm of people who know the world.

Ji Yanjian applauded loudly: "This kind of face is most suitable for taming the little devil!"

Weisheng Jiamu added, "In this way, as long as I can't speak again, there will be no omissions that will be suspected by Chu Songluo."

Ji Yanjian was taken aback, "Huh? Why don't you talk?"

Weisheng Jiamu smiled slightly, "Chu Songluo is a man with a lizard's heart, a wolf with a heart, so cruel and merciless, so he must be suspicious. If I am a dumb, non-threatening and speechless person, it will be easier for me to get close and use him. "

Ji Yanjian was convinced, "Awesome, your pair of qs are a perfect match with me. It seems that we are a pair of systems and hosts made in heaven, and we are waiting for the mission target to appear on the stage! ——Hold your breath, we are going to travel through time." !"

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The setting of the little devil Chu Songluo, no matter how you look at it, is a perfect pair with Weisheng Jiamu, but this author is ingenious. The real protagonists in this world are Weisheng Jiamu and Ji Yanjian. The original Chu Songluo is almost stupid , as the adopted son of the old leader, he was completely brainwashed and helped him kill many people, but he still had to bear the notoriety of being ruthless.

Ji Yanjian is simple and stupid in mind, but Weisheng Jiamu is quite scheming, taking advantage of the gap of the old leader's brainwashing Chu Songluo, and pushing all the names of his abuse to the bastard, taking on the role of a gentle and amiable father by himself, and finally taking the Chu Songluo cultivated a humanoid thug, and died trying to understand the real entity that rescued Ji Yanjian.

Originally, the conditions were convenient, and it was not difficult for Chu Songluo to win Weisheng Jiamu; it's just that the situation in this world is special, and the favor of the world's laws is evenly shared between Ji Yanjian and Weisheng Jiamu.Therefore, the only way is to try to win the favor of both of them at the same time, and then only favor one of them, so that the favor of the law will be shifted, and the other person will be removed from the range of the protagonist's halo.

To sum up, the first step to gain favorability is to get beaten first.

Chu Songluo squatted under the table, seeing the fierce door being kicked open suddenly, silently hugged the jade bracelet in his arms, and buried his head in silence.A few high-spirited teenagers walked in aggressively through the flying dust, "So this kid is hiding here!"

These teenagers were much stronger than he is now, and they easily dragged him out from under the table, kicked and beat him, "The leader said you are an adopted son, so you think you are more Amazing, huh?"

"It's your blessing to ask you to give the things to the young master in exchange for food, do you understand?"

Kick on the back of the heart.

"Don't eat and drink a toast!"

Pieces of rock fell on his head.

"I just owe a lesson!"

Someone pulled him by the collar by his hair and dragged him on the ground, purposely passing through the low bushes, gloating to see his scars drawn by the branches.

"..."

Weisheng Jiamu hid in the tree and watched this scene with complicated emotions.

Originally, when the enemy was beaten, he should not only laugh and clap his hands, but also drink two jugs of strong wine; but this silent young man looked extremely thin, his dark eyes were stubborn and proud, but he seemed to endure to protect the things in his arms. , never let go of his hand, and was beaten without saying a word.

Ji Yanjian said to him: "I heard that these people are human gulls, so I can't help but fight and kill them. Whoever can survive to the end is qualified to compete for the leader, tsk tsk tsk..."

Weisheng Jiamu gradually became curious about what he was protecting, but when he glanced around, he found a thin child with a blue nose and a swollen face hiding behind the locust tree, trembling, covering his head and covering his ears, not daring to see the scene of Chu Songluo being beaten .With his sharp eyesight, he could tell that the child couldn't help beating him, and told the secret about Chu Songluo's hiding place.

But suddenly there was a crisp clang, and the thing that Chu Songluo was protecting so hard finally fell to the ground.

It was a jade bracelet, which was broken at this moment.

Several teenagers looked at each other in blank dismay, and then the leader made a nasal voice with disdain, "It's what you deserve! It's a waste of my energy!"

So several people kicked him away one by one.

But the young man knelt on the ground and looked at the broken jade bracelet without moving.

After a while, with trembling hands, he slowly picked up the broken parts, wrapped them in his lapel, and carefully put them back together.The movements of his hands were very insensitive, and Weisheng Jiamu found out after a closer look—his left hand was completely bruised and swollen, and he couldn't use any strength, no wonder the things he had protected so far would fall off.

The thin young man who had been hiding under the tree before called him with tears in his eyes, "A Song!...I...I'm sorry..."

Chu Songluo just raised his head to look at him, his obsidian-like eyes flashed with water, as if he was sad, he just pursed his lips and did not speak.

The boy then said in a low voice, "But, but..., since you can't even beat that guy, why don't you... why don't you give it to them earlier, so that we don't have to suffer so many beatings..."

The young man who had been silent all this time suddenly whispered, "This belongs to Aunt."

"—But your mother is dead!"

The boy couldn't help but raise his voice.

Chu Songluo didn't speak again.

Then the young man burst into tears again, dawdling close to Chu Songluo, while helping him pick up the pieces, whispered, "...Ah Song, I'm sorry, don't worry... I, I just can't get angry..."

Chu Songluo suddenly raised his hand to touch the scar on his face, so the young man took a sharp breath, "It hurts!"

Seeing the boy named Chu Songluo, Weisheng Jiamu said seriously, "I hurt, and you hurt too."

He is like a little wolf cub that lost its mother wolf shortly after birth, with a bit of innocence, his eyes are black and bright.

"Aniang said that friends will hurt together."